Thursday, June 10, 2010

It was a rumored place, a hidden place. Parents would tell their children that, in the darkness, the wicked sons and daughters were spirited away to this place. In flight school, the star guides did their best to quell speculation. "It's a myth," they said. "A nowhere place."

They were right, of course. It is a myth. A nowhere place. But that doesn't mean it isn't real.

The Crosslands. It would be a great meeting place - but you can never be sure you'll ever go home.

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I recently earned my Ph.D. in English Studies at Illinois State University. I earned my MFA in Creative Writing from Johns Hopkins in May 2010. As a teacher, my goal is to instill confidence in my students by showing them that they can (and will) improve as writers.